Evans Hansens Narration of Love

Chapter 30

I woke up.

On time.

In Connor Murphys bed.

I had no clue where my shirt was and the rest of my clothing were telling the same story.

I felt exposed.

But as I gazed at Connors sleeping form that exposure calmed to safety.

I felt safe in just his presence.

'Thank you Connor Murphy'

I thanked him quietly under my breath.

His small breaths quieted as he slang one of his arms around me.

He used it to pull me closer and into his chest.

I blushed.

We stayed that way for a while, and I watched him for most of it.

Until he woke up.

Something told me he felt safe.

Something in his half open, tires eyes and his small smile.